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Santa always came in the night and never tarried . The token of his visit were the toys which my mother said he left me . I knew he was around also from the shining coins and few paper bills and sundry little things placed in my hands ...
Santa always came in the night and never tarried . The token of his visit were the toys which my mother said he left me . I knew he was around also from the shining coins and few paper bills and sundry little things placed in my hands ...
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He was my hero of the last war , even if I never knew his name . I regret I never even bothered to ask him . " “ Major , ” I said trying to conceal how unnerved and confused I was , “ it was a wonderful story . It moved me very much .
He was my hero of the last war , even if I never knew his name . I regret I never even bothered to ask him . " “ Major , ” I said trying to conceal how unnerved and confused I was , “ it was a wonderful story . It moved me very much .
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Of course , sir , he had never thrown anybody out of any window . But our sisters stopped , afraid . Somehow they believed in what people said : men naturally cool - headed could do terrible things once aroused .
Of course , sir , he had never thrown anybody out of any window . But our sisters stopped , afraid . Somehow they believed in what people said : men naturally cool - headed could do terrible things once aroused .
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Contents
How to Grow Old Gracefuly | 7 |
Take It Easy Learn to Look and Listen | 12 |
Laughter the Sweetest Music | 15 |
Copyright | |
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| Title | Yellow, Blue, Brown, Red: A Collection of Essays, Poems, and Short Stories |
| Author | Amadeo Rulloda Dacanay |
| Publisher | A.R. Dacanay, 1986 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 2 Nov 2006 |
| Length | 183 pages |
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